Sharisa

I've provided everything that was asked of me, including this forsaken task of sitting here at the gate for weeks on end. We've achieved victory for Shar over the heretical worshipers of Selûne. Yet, more arrive. The one named Evan I must watch closely, then go in for the kill. Perhaps this desk job has benefit yet...

The young elf boy will tell me, he appears the type to be easily seduced by affection—such simple prey.

And what sad creature is Vasht, that he knows not is own true name. Were his pathetic childhood days served in an orphanage as mine were? Perhaps he would serve the Lady of the Night in exchange for answers to his deepest questions...?

I've not been stirred so deeply by a woman until I looked into Kelestri's eyes. It was like looking into a cool pool of water surrounded by the fires of hell. I fear looking again into those eyes for they may burn me. Kelestri Umberton of Calimshan, I burn for you.